Tired Eyes

Tired little eyes,

Awake and arise ,

For yet another day,

For yet time to play,

So young and so free,

Another day to be,

A child of destiny.

You lucky,lucky things,

What wonder childhood brings,

With games to play,

Each, every day,

Cherish your time,

You are devine,

Children of mine.

D.Ullman 2000 ©

Author's Notes/Comments: 

For Kara and Joe.

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